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Awakening a Persona

Persona 3: Just shoot yourself in the head with this gun thing. You’ll be fine

Persona 4: I’m gonna say really provoking things until you accept the shitty parts of yourself, and then we’ll never talk about them again

Persona 5: WRITHE ON THE FLOOR IN AGONY. RIP PART OF YOUR FACE OFF. I AM THOU THOU ART I STOP BEING SUCH A LITTLE BITCH AND FIGHT THE MAN

Giving people forced orgasms is one of my favorite things to do because watching them squirm and try to push away from the stimulation/pull against their bonds if they’re tied down in some way, knowing they’ll be curled up in your lap with you petting their hair and telling them how good and sweet they were (and still are), is fucking hot and makes my heart swell all at once.

100 Days of Productivity {39/100}

Today was a very Russian day and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I finished the phonetics section of my book, worked through some introductory vocab and grammar, and now I’m making my way through chapter 4.

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Lost in the Stars

They didn’t see him. They didn’t see the lion falling quickly towards the planet’s surface through the debris of broken Galra ships. They heard his shout of pain and shock, but not what happened. Six people all assumed he made it back to the castle, they didn’t notice the missing paladin. No one noticed. Not a batted eye or turn of a head.

When the paladin wakes up, he is injured and alone. Now, he has to try and survive until he can find a way home.

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So. This a WIP story I’m writing. It’s langst. Pure pure langst. Haven’t advertised it here yet, but uh, if you like langst you should read this.

shifter-zarina  asked:

(Marco and Ace, where Ace is the cursed one) “I was cursed, and only True Love’s Kiss can save me, but I’m a hundred miles from civilization, and the only other person around is my nemesis: You.”

“What?” Marco asked staring at the raven hair man with narrowed eyes. He doesn’t trust him for a second. This could be a trick to lower his guard and get close enough to stab him.

Ace grimaces, hands still held in the air as a sign of peace but he seems unpleased with it.  “I got cursed. I need you to kiss me. So kiss me numb nuts.” 

The blond snorts, raising his sword with a sneer “You really think I’ll fall for that? What, do you need a True Love Kiss, and come to confess?”

The expression of the other man darkens, eyes almost bursting into flames as he glares back at him. Through clenched teeth, he hisses “If I didn’t live so far away from civilization I would go to my True Love but you’re the only one around. Now. Kiss me.”

Marco raises one eyebrow but smirks evilly when he realizes Ace is serious. “Or what? You turn into a frog? This is better for me anyway-”

Warm lips crash against his, and the blond stumbles back as a tongue laps over his chapped lips desperately, sword slipping from his shocked fingers.  There is hunger in the movements of the darker haired man, but it’s the good kind of hunger. 

It’s the same one that burns in the blond’s stomach. 

Marco’s back hits a tree, while a knee pushes his legs apart, so warm body can slam against his own.  There are hands in his hair pulling his head to better fit the shorter man and someone is moaning.

But who is it?

Marco can’t think straight at the moment to find out.

They last like that for a while both unaware and uncaring of anything else but the man in their arms. Marco is close to running out of breath but he doesn’ want this to end. 

Doesn’t want to stop. 

Ace pulls back when a bright light emerges from his body and together they watch as chains made of blue flames snap and break into pieces. Marco opens his mouth to ask what the hell the curse was, panting heavily,  but Ace kisses him again before he can.

The raven hair man is mumbling against his lips. “I’ wanted to do this for so long, you bastard. Start moaning again.” 

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Former field commander Arotge Varompel. He is said to have transcended the mortal coil by slowly replacing parts of his body with the most advanced biomachinery the fallen stars had to offer. Nobody knows how much of him is left. Whatever his past, he is now known to run the finest bakery in the southern Verde region

Inspired again partiallyby a short story written by @sonofdysonsphere


(Honestly mostly just wanted to play the new texture ( ̄▽ ̄)